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On Calling Out and Crawling Off

I measure these frailties
Against the scale
Of Your majesty:
My fears are a travesty.

An accumulation of tragedies
Becomes a bag of excuses,
A candy jar of delusions
Dampening the effusive,

Dwelling in exclusions.
The conclusion to trust
Won’t make it so, but
Baby steps make forward thrusts

In my guts
I believe and I resist
I escape and I enlist
I surrender, I sulk, I subsist

I speak and, sometimes, I listen.
Protect me in my frailties, and even in my sin,
Guard what even I can’t defend,
For You are The God, and my friend.